I CONFESS

These macaroons

are not the kind of coconuty

cookies that we grew up with.

These macaroons

are what we eat in France.

A bakery on our block,

sells fresh macaroons each day.

I can smell the sugar being spun

into my favorite confection.

A line forms early at the bakery.....

and

I buy a loaf bread and a box macaroons.

Confession:

I can eat three of these each day.

I like pistachio and chocolate best,

with a cup of tea.

Now I shall have macaroon dreams all day long.

Love you,

Me

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